After 3 nights in Quebec City, it was time for us to head north to Tadoussac. But, before we left, we went to Old Quebec. My parents and my husband loved it and continued to tell me so even after we left. Had I known, I would have tried to go earlier so that we could see more of it and spend more time there.
We followed the directions Google maps gave us. Boy, that lady’s French is worse than mine. Of course we got a little lost, and my dad decided to just keep driving. Finally, we saw some people who looked like they might be able to help. Police! We were given the best directions we had been given all day and found a parking garage.
We followed the exit signs in the garage. It felt like we were kind of walking in a circle. You know what? We were. And we found the “exit”, it was where we had entered the garage with the car. No biggie. At least we knew we wouldn’t have any trouble getting back to the car. 😉
We started walking and immediately my dad took out his camera. Everyone makes fun of me because I take my camera everywhere, but I now know where I get it from. We walked, aimlessly it seemed, toward the promenade. And I snapped photos along the way. The dancing fountains, the promenade, the very European looking streets.
I’m not from Cleveland, Ohio, but I am from Ohio. Cleveland winning the championshop was a big deal. I never expected to see a LeBron James jersey in Canada.But, I did. It seemed out of place in a place that was otherwise so European, so “old world” charming. It seemed to be in stark contrast to everything else around us.
LeBron James here and a man playing a harp there. Wow! A man playing a harp. I didn’t know harps were still around in the world. I am not serious of course.
But one of the main reasons we were there was to visit La Rue du Tresor. Imagine strolling through the streets of Paris or any other French city you may fancy. This is the feel you get on this street. Artists sit outside, displaying their work. Maybe they’re even working on something as you walk by.
It gives the feel of being in another time period. A time when things were simple and beautiful. I liked watching as the artists that were there answered questions about their work. I’ve heard people describe it as being a tourist trap. However, I don’t see it that way because you always have a choice to buy or not. So, it’s only a trap if you choose to walk into a trap. I really enjoyed it. What anyone visiting should know is that it’s really small and is more like a small alley rather than a street. So, plan on doing something else with your time outside of this one spot.
Nearby was a restaurant which had pretty flower baskets near the outdoor seating. You’d think I had never seen flowers before. I must say, though, that my eyes were treated to wonderful sites whenever I saw flowers. And we saw flowers everywhere.
And last but not least, a few of the cutest things we saw were in a gift shop window we passed while walking back to the car.
Isn’t that great? I was loving everything about Quebec so far. Even the gift shops. For the first time, one of my regrets is that I didn’t buy more souvenirs.
I wondered if I would feel the same in Tadoussac.